Chapter three, Family.
Edward's point of view.
Carlisle was over to Esme in a couple of miliseconds, giving her a gentle kiss. The little girl in my stone cold arms looked at them in awe and confusion, not really knowing who we were yet.
As she looked at them, she was obviously thinking. Her brows furrowed and she stared in concentration, but there was nothing. She was blank. I couldn't read her mind. I can read minds of any age. Newborn humans are easy to read, so why not her?
Her blood called to me, too. It was weaker since she was only small, but it was definitely more alluring than any other human I have met.
"Hi." A small voice mumbled from my chest. I looked down and Bella waved at Esme shyly, looking at her.
"Hello darling." Esme cooed, coming over to us. Esme looked at me and smiled, looking at her.
'Ahh, she's so adorable. It's just so sad she has no home.' Esme' thoughts rung out at me. I nodded in agreement, looking at my adoptive mother. Bella looked up at her, before blushing and burying her face in my chest. I felt the warmth from her little human body, and the burning in my throat was more prominent than ever, but I couldn't bring myself to harm her. This little human, who has just accepted me into her messed up life, who smelled so great, I couldn't kill her.
"The others are on their way, they're coming back from hunting now." Esme spoke softly, so Bella didn't hear. I looked over at my parents, speaking about the child so quietly I could barely hear. But I could read.
'The girl has no home, and she's in no condition to go into an orphanage yet.' Carlisle thought, his medical training dominating at that moment.
'That poor child. No parents at four. Maybe we could take her in...' Esme couldn't even finish that sentence before I cut her off.
"No." I said firmly, a little too loudly. Bella looked up at me, confused.
"No what?" She asked, looking up at me with her beautiful chocolate eyes.
"Nothing, Bella." I reassured her. She nodded her head, before leaning on me again and closing her eyes. She must've been tired because she soon fell asleep.
"Think about it, Edward," Esme said quietly so we didn't wake Bella. "She has no home, and she can't go to an orphanage. She's only little." I shook my head, intent on my answer.
"We can't, you know what we are." I hissed, looking at my parents.
"Esme has a point, Edward." Carlisle reasoned. I growled quietly in frustration.
"We can't." I growled.
At that second, many thoughts filled my mind, indicating to end the conversation. My family. The door flung open, slamming against the wall so loudly the sleeping girl in my arms woke up quickly.
Bella's point of view.
A loud bang made me sit up quickly, making me think of the car crash that made my parents go away.
"Emmett!" Somebody hissed above me. I looked up and the copper haired man was still holding me. My eyes diverted to the door, and I saw a huge person standing there.
"Sorry." He said sheepishly, smirking. He had short black hair, and was massive, probably taller than a bear. He saw me and grinned, waving. I waved back, shyly, leaning closer to copper.
"Hi." I mumbled, looking down.
A loud squeal filled my ears, and somebody danced into the room, a massive grin plastered on her face. The lady was really small, and her hair was cut short like a pixie. She was a pixie! The pixie stood next to up and grinned, looking at me.
"Awww, she's so cute!" She squealed. She looked up at copper pleadingly, pouting.
"Please Edward?" He shook his head at whatever she wanted.
"No, am I the only one who remembers what we are?!" He hissed loudly, making me jump.
"Edward you scared her, give her to me." A gentle voice floated through the room. A beautiful blonde lady walked into the room, her arms held out to me. She looked so pretty, and made me feel safe. Copper, or who I guessed to be Edward now, reluctantly handed me over to the lady that looked like an angel. When she held me, she felt like my mommy.
The angel looked at me in awe, and Edward growled again for some reason.
"No!" He shouted. "We can't, you know that! What about Jasper?" He looked around the room, not looking me in the eyes, though. I looked confused up at the angel, hoping for some answers.
"Aww, please?!" The pixie begged. "She'd be great with us!" Then I caught on.
"You...you want me to stay?" I asked in a small voice, looking at the pixie.
"Of course!" She cried, grinning. Then I looked at Edward. My lip started to tremble as I realised what he meant.
"You don't want me to stay." I accused, teard rolling down my cheeks.
"No Bella, I-" he started, before I cut him off.
"You don't want me!" I cried. The angel turned me around so I couldn't see him.
"Shh, Bella, of course he does, he was talking about something else." She assured me, hugging me close to her. She rocked me side to side, calming me down. I leaned my head on her chest and closed my eyes, my sniffles fading away.
Rosalie's point of view.
I looked back at Edward once Bella had fallen asleep. I snarled quietly, glaring at him.
"See what you did?" I asked, looking at him.
"Rosalie, you know we can't." He said quieter now, since Bella was asleep. "We'll kill her, you know what we are."
"We won't kill her." I snarled. "She'll be safe." I argued, needing Bella in my life.
Ever since I had been turned, I had hated it. I hated the fact that I couldn't have children, or grow old. I resented Carlisle for years after he changed me, and sometimes I still do. But, if we had Bella, she could be my second chance. I could be a mother, like I've always wanted to be. I looked down at the girl in my arms in awe, loving her.
"Edward, Rosalie is right. At least let her stay until child services can come to pick her up." Carlisle's voice broke me from my thoughts. Edward growled and stormed out of the room, probably completely ignoring Jasper, who was waiting outside, not wanting to hurt Bella.
"I'll speak to Bella's nurse, Diana, and tell her that she's coming with us." And with that, Carlisle had left the room too. I smiled at the child in my arms, so happy that she was staying. Emmett came over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He kissed the top of my head, also looking at Bella. My Bella. My baby.
Right, so, chapter three. I'm really enjoying writing this story, so I'm going to update it as soon as I can. Sadly, I do have school tomorrow so it won't be twice a day again like today. So, what did you think? Was Edward being completely unreasonable, or did he have a point? Will Rosalie really get her second chance? Remember, if you put your name in the review then I'll try to add you into the chapter, like Diana in this chapter. I will happily take suggestions if you have any, so put them down. Thanks for reading.
-Bambie.